What to Do When I Become a Koi and Fall into the Male God's Bathtub

"The Ritual of Good and Evil is my masterpiece, but it still has many deficiencies, such as the definition of negative emotions is too broad."

"I want to spend a few more years to perfect the loopholes, but there is a mysterious force manipulating me in the dark, making me announce the ritual of good and evil to the public in advance like a marionette..."

"Maybe I'm crazy, I can't stop myself, how should I fight against myself? Maybe, I can modify my memory. The only thing I can do is to set a self-destruct mechanism inside the good and evil instrument, and let myself forget all of these."

"It's sad and ridiculous to fight against yourself, even more ridiculous than Mao Zhengyong. Mao Zhengyong... how could he abandon his persistence and do human experiments banned by the federal government? I still remember the announcement of the Annaljos Award That day, I went to see him, but what I saw was his cold body."

"He's a coward, an executioner...a person like me. No, I'm not like him. My subjects are all guilty people. Those people deserve to die. I just make them die more. Worth some."

"Maybe I'm really crazy. Only a lunatic wants to deceive himself, hide himself, and fight against himself. I wrote the self-destruct mechanism of the good and evil instrument in Mao Zhengyong's notebook in code words. Maybe one day, when I accidentally When you open the notebook again, you will see the hidden code words—”

"The command to destroy the good and evil instrument is: mzywdgg"

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The little cihuamao girl was watching the live broadcast of the canonization ceremony with her sister today. She turned into a beast shape, a gray-brown thin cihuamao, nestling in her sister's arms.

My elder sister has recovered from her illness. During this time, she is trying to find a job. Although the salary in the new job is much lower than the previous one, the little Lihuamao girl is very happy, because with the little money she earns from live streaming, the two sisters can take care of her. be good to yourself.The cihuamao girl has already considered the future——

She wants to study hard, get a scholarship, and go to college free of tuition, where she can work part-time.She and her sister have to work hard, save a sum of money, and start over in a different environment.Go to a place where no one knows my sister's past, buy a two-bedroom house, and when my sister is old, replace her to raise my sister, just like my sister took care of her back then.

The woman's slender fingers ran through the gray-brown cat's fur, and her voice was gentle, "You are too thin, I can feel the bones when I touch it, you need to eat more, you know?"

A coquettish purring voice rolled out of her throat, and the little cihuamao girl rubbed her sister's hand affectionately, and muttered softly: "Obviously my sister is also very thin, even thinner than me."

There was a helpless smile on the face recovering from a serious illness, "Okay, then we both have to eat more, okay?" She rubbed Cihuamao's head, lowered her eyes and said softly: "...in a while , let’s go to see mom in prison, then visit dad’s grave, and tell them that the two of us will work hard to live a good life.”

The little raccoon cat washed its face with its paws, then meowed for a while in silence, as if it had agreed to the elder sister's words.She raised her head again to look at the light screen floating in the air, "Oh, let's watch the live broadcast first, the military parade is very handsome, eh? Why is the guard of honor not neat at all this time?"

The barrage is obviously complaining about the guard of honor:

"Isn't it too perfunctory? Didn't you rehearse at all?"

"Even the height is not uniform... Speechless"

"Does the leftmost one in the first column of the second guideline have scars on his face? I remember that the guards of honor have very high requirements, and those with scars on their faces are not allowed to participate in this kind of military parade."

"I heard that all the guards of honor this time are veterans of the second Star Wars"

"Wait, why did the background music suddenly switch? It's so creepy that I get goosebumps."

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"The sky suddenly darkened, is it my illusion? It's clearly early in the morning, why is the whole square darkened by a single tone when I see it from here?"

"It's so neat! So handsome! But why are they all walking towards the stands? Why are they raising their guns at the stands? Damn! Why are they firing energy bombs at the stands?! Is this a show?!"

Thousands of elite fighters who participated in the second Star Wars held energy guns and fired rapidly, continuously pouring dense firepower into the stands.

Countless energy bombs sprayed towards the stands like fireworks, what He Ruge saw when he raised his eyes was such a bright and dreamy scene, the fatal attack that could take away the lives of everyone in the stands was extremely fast and seemed to be approaching very slowly.

In his eyes, these attacks are slow, and the trajectory of each energy bomb can be traced. If he wants, then He Ruge can avoid these attacks and leave the square unscathed.

The soldier formation is very similar to the sword formation, it can only function within a certain range, as long as it escapes the attack range, it will be useless.After all, He Ruge can run and jump, and is not a living target who just stands still.But...

He can run, but the innocent spectators in the stands cannot.He Ruge thought, Taotie is really a trick that is popular all over the world. Last time in the Blue Whale Orphanage, he was sure that he would not be able to abandon the cubs, and this time the military parade is also the same.

But so what?

Based on He Ruge's countless experiences in reading articles, he knows that the closer to this critical moment, the more calm and calm he has to be, not to be afraid in the face of danger, not to panic, not to breathe chaotically, and it is best to say a cruel word, so that the villain can't be too angry. Have a good time.

The young man with black hair and black eyes raised his jaw slightly, his voice was extremely cold, and he whispered to "Wu Chengdeng" beside him: "I can kill you once, and I can kill you a second time."

The scene was too loud and noisy, and the audience watching in the live broadcast room couldn't hear what He Ruge said, but they could see the smile of "Wu Chengdeng" disappear instantly.

All the spectators in the stands were fleeing crazily. At the moment when the energy bomb was about to explode, He Ruge sang, and the singing sound that could penetrate everything resounded in the square. Everyone could see He Ruge's black hair reaching the ears It suddenly grew wildly, pouring down to the ankles like splashing ink, pointed ears emerged from the hair, the pants covering the legs were suddenly torn, and a slender fishtail was exposed in the air.

The combination of bright red scales and a little white scales, each scale exudes a lustrous light, like stars scattered in the sky.

The singing that made the soul tremble continued, overshadowing the piercing sound of forbidden music, the invisible sound waves collided with the energy bomb, and the energy bomb containing terrifying energy was silently annihilated, turning into a sky full of streamers and dissipating in the air, just It's like a real show.

"!!! What did I see?! A living mermaid?!"

"This is the real mermaid. Those mermaids with fish heads and human bodies come out to be beaten!"

"Is this a performance? The form is so novel."

"Woo woo woo, the sound of nature, mother, I'm crying"

"I finally know what Ruge's animal shape is, it's so beautiful."

The smell of blood filled his throat, He Ru sang this battle song and felt a sense of weakness, a feeling of weakness where all the spiritual power and power of faith were stripped from his body, and at the same time he felt pain like a knife piercing his whole body.

Not only physical pain, but also spiritual pain.

His shadow was devoured bite by bite by the shadow of "Wu Chengdeng" next to him, every bite, He Ruge could feel severe pain.He should have left the stands, out of the range covered by Taotie's shadow, but the puppets controlled by ... under the stands were still attacking. The first wave of attacks was resolved by him with a war song, but the second and third waves of attacks seemed to be continuous. Flock to the stands like that.

The audience in the stands was in shock, and there were people who wanted to ask about He Ruge's situation, but those people were dismissed one by one by "Wu Chengdeng".

He Ruge wanted to make them run away, but the attacks continued, he had to keep singing.Only 1 minute passed, but it seemed as long as a century, the pain was so painful that the voice was unstable, the sweat oozing from the tip of the nose had no strength to wipe it off, and the blood overflowing from the corner of the mouth stained the gray lips red, but He Ruge still He had to try his best to sing, and he suddenly remembered the little mermaid in "The Daughter of the Sea".

Although he is in pain like walking on the tip of a knife, he is much luckier than the little mermaid, because he can still sing, because his passion is to love him with all his heart.

When his consciousness gradually became blurred, He Ruge saw Xi Guican flying towards him with spread wings, he closed his eyes in exhaustion, and fell into a warm embrace.

The roar of the furious tiger resounded through the sky.

……

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency Marshal, your lover suffers from whirlpool psychophagia."

"His illness is worse than yours."

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[Drip——It is detected that the player He Ruge's spiritual consciousness is under attack!Activate emergency repair mode! 】

[Drip——player Xi Guican, please cooperate with game therapy!

Dear player, your lover He Ruge has severe memory loss, but as long as the player actively cooperates with the treatment, he can recover successfully~]

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